[Quick Transmigration] One-click blackening

Wen Linyu knew very well that she had fallen into a dream, but for some reason she couldn't wake up for a while.

In the dream, the carved beams and painted buildings, the nine-curved corridor, the rockery stream in front of the hall, and the rustling sound of the bamboo forest, as if he could smell the fresh bamboo fragrance, it was already a taste of another life for him.

He remembered that this was the Hanzhang Hall where he lived until he was an adult before he opened his mansion in the city during his prince's time.

Wen Linyu frowned slightly, but there seemed to be something different.

In the dream where time seemed to slow down, his mind seemed to be unable to turn for a while.

Under him was still the wheelchair that accompanied his two lives. He tentatively turned the wheelchair and walked forward, and he could move naturally.

Wen Linyu pushed open the door, looked down in a strange way, and as expected, he saw a strange sandalwood box on the ground at the door of the study, and it happened to be placed in the middle of the door, so that if he didn't move the box, he couldn't go through it. .

Some familiar scenes.

He glanced at the rockery not far away, and saw a small piece of clothes.

So he was mentally prepared, and motioned the maid at the side to bend down and pick up the box on the ground. The maid probably noticed something, and her face was a little strange. Seeing him looking over, her eyes flickered slightly, and she said: "Your Highness, this box Li... the slaves go and throw them away."

"No need." Wen Linyu said, stretching out a hand. The court lady hesitated, and finally had to put the box in his hand. He subconsciously looked at it, not only his sight became shorter, but his hand also became smaller , he had already guessed what time this was.

Wen Linyu opened the box, and the maid next to her let out an exclamation, and saw that the inside was full of dirty earthworms, which were crowded and intertwined because of the limited space, and fell to the ground as the box was opened. A few clods of mud came down, and after a closer look, there was a conspicuous pure black unicorn inside. The black shell was smooth and translucent, as if it could reveal a figure. He was still wondering why it didn't fly away the moment he opened the box. Look, it turned out that there was a thread tied to its long horn, and the other end of the thread was tied to a small nail nailed on the box.

"...Your Highness, it's dirty, let me do it." The maid wanted to help but he refused.

Suddenly, it was dark in front of him, and a small figure arrived in front of his wheelchair at some point, as if he wanted to get closer, but then stopped his feet.

"elder brother……"

The little thing hiding behind the rockery was drawn out by him, and he lowered his head and called him in a low voice.

Wen Linyu watched a small black hand move over carefully, and untied the unicorn tied to the box. He was in a daze for a moment. He knew how many small wounds had been added to the palms of these small hands, and even because they were not in time. The black mud that was tightly embedded in the wound was treated.

At that time, he also knew that this was the child's effort to please him, just like a cub whimpering and rubbing its snow-white belly under his fingers, no matter how cold his heart was, he couldn't help it The pure softness.

He watched the child holding the unicorn in both hands, and there was something even darker in his dark hands. The maid next to him took two steps back and hid a little farther away.

The child's pupils were as black as obsidian, but seemed to be so bright that they could reflect many, many rays of light.

The unicorn fairy in the small hand moved, because it was no longer bound by the thread, and in the next breath, it flapped its wings and flew away with the thread on the horn, flying away, and disappeared in a short while, disappearing into the dense among the treetops.

Got it, got it.

Only the more and more noisy cicadas remained, covering the solemn palace.

In a blink of an eye, the scene in front of him seemed to fade away, and as far as he could see, there seemed to be only the crystal light in the child's eyes, and when he closed his eyes, the stars would end.

"Brother..." "Brother..."

"Let me help you pick dates and eat them!"

The child seems to have grown up a bit. He used to be like a little hedgehog who is getting familiar with the new environment. Every day, he sticks out all the thorns on his body. Be careful, gradually showing a little mischievousness at this age.His facial features are probably due to the loss of half of the baby fat, revealing a childish handsomeness.

Later in this life, the kid pretended to be so obedient that he almost forgot that the little hero had a long period of "rebellion" when he was a child.

I always like to drill around, play with mud, climb trees and make bird's nests for fun.

Wen Linyu hadn't had time to stop him, this kid had already used his superb tree-climbing skills to get high, and he saw that he was still climbing. Speaking of this jujube tree, most of the low treetops were covered with The green ones are the biggest and sweetest ones near the top of the tree. Those are the children's goals.

He silently measured the height of the tree, then glanced at himself silently, thinking about how to safely catch the male lead who might slip and fall from the tree.

However, before he could think it through, the little boy who looked like a monkey came down from the tree. The whole set of movements was smooth and smooth, and he seemed to have a lot of martial arts skills.

After Mr. Wen finished admiring it, he hit two chestnuts on the head of the smiling hero who threw himself into the net and looked at him proudly.

The little hero wailed twice, and at the end, he found that he was determined not to eat this way this time, and got tired of coming up again, and gave a handful of overripe jujubes to the boy's nose like a treasure, but the boy in the wheelchair His expression remained motionless, as if he hadn't smelled the scent of jujube that was close at hand.

He leaned on the young man, coaxed and hid two in his sleeve, and said: "Look, brother, these dates can fill your stomach when you are hungry, and you can use them to hit people when you are not hungry. You can do multiple things with one move!" He was about to shake his sleeves and was about to use the jujubes in the "not hungry" state. The child immediately rushed to stop him, "Hey brother, brother, wait, you can't eat it if you throw it away, you have to think about it!" A jujube hit.

The little male protagonist rubbed his red forehead, just put a few on Wen Linyu's lap, took a bite of one, and muttered: "Brother beat me because I like him the most..." The child looked at the jujube with only the pip left, his eyes narrowed into crescents, and his teeth were missing when he smiled: "Brother deserves the best!"

At that time, he was a little stunned, and then he thought, how can you believe what a child says, but the male protagonist in this world really persisted until the end, so Wen Linyu fell into another question: how is he worthy of this? What about pure and true love for children?

If it's just this body, then it doesn't matter, if you want the sincerity in his heart that has stopped beating for a long time...

Starting from the task, and then returning to the task, this is what he has practiced in so many worlds. Maintaining a sense of distance makes it easy to withdraw.

If there is a little bit of emotion mixed in, is this world still a virtual world in the mission?

……

Many thoughts became a mess, tangled together, unable to distinguish.

Under the cover of the bed curtain outside the dream, the person on the bed frowned tightly, his forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat crystals, as if he was in some pain.

He only felt that there seemed to be bursts of evil fire in his abdomen that were hidden and spread upwards silently, making his throat and mouth dry and unbearable, and his headache was splitting. However, his extremely weak body still prevented him from waking up from the nightmare. Wake up and turn around.

……

A hand touched his cheek, and it was a little hot. For him now, it was rain and a bonfire. He couldn't help rubbing the palm of that hand, and immediately shrank it, as if he had been subconsciously touched by it. The action was scary.

What time is the memory now?Wen Linyu thought vaguely, could it be that day...

As soon as he recalled that passage, his brows frowned even tighter.

He vaguely remembered that the fire in his body was several times higher than it is now, and he was half unconscious the whole time, unable to remember all the situations completely, and the memory before that was also strangely blank So, this is the place he was most confused about in the first week, but he couldn't find anything from the system, so he could only speculate.

In the dream, it seemed that the adult man who occupied the image of the male protagonist in the previous life for the most time appeared in front of his eyes.

However, what he was doing was the most common thing that the young male protagonist did at that time. He put those two hands on his unconscious legs, gently pushing and kneading them, as if he had infinite patience, but Gradually, the two hands seemed to be getting hotter and hotter with the body temperature of the person, but Wen Linyu had no way to refuse.

Like a prey trapped in a spider's web, surrounded by layers of silk, the struggle brings only further tightness.

He seemed to feel the horrible thing that that person had trapped him on the bed day and night in his last life and fucked and fucked again.

Flesh and blood, sweat and sweat.

At that time, he only had vague memories of the elder brother who kept talking. At the beginning, the words were normal and tolerable, but later they became words that could not be heard at all, fearing to pollute his thoughts.

Only the terrible temperature, the terrible heat, the violent shaking, and the dense kisses that seemed to want to swallow him were all reflected in his deep mind.

And finally reached the extreme, even surpassed the extreme pleasure.

The author has something to say:

Xiao Shan: (chest raised) This chapter is my special session.

Teacher Wen: (makes up the knife) The real body is still in the frontier.

Xiaoshan: ...

crit, KO

It's not that the plot is broken from the previous chapter, it's because it hasn't had time to pick up. It was originally meant to be put in this chapter. Let's see if it's too late, let's go to the next chapter...

There is a dog-blood plot that I especially love about the first week. It is really bloody, but I love to write it hahaha.